"I think we lost Myra."
Running back to her room Myra entered the washroom. Splashing some water on her face she took some deep breaths to calm herself down. Slowly she opened her eyes to look at herself in the mirror. The eyes lost their charm just hearing a single statement. Opening the shower she stood under it. As the cold water touched her body she felt her increasing body heat getting neutralized. The only warmth that she felt was on her cheeks. She couldn't hold back herself anymore. Landing on the washroom floor with a bang a shriek escaped her lips.
"Ranvijay."
The growl was enough to shake every single tile or the glass pieces of the washroom. Curling herself into a ball she drenched herself more into salty and warm water along with a cold shower. But she couldn't be that weak
